Nobody Gives a Damn About Songs Anymore

I can't remember when I've felt this lost

I took a wrong turn trying to carry this cross

Why'd I have to go and get blessed with a curse

I'm chasing death or glory, whichever comes first

One for the money, four on the floor

You were born last week with your foot in the door

I heard truth is what songs are for

Nobody gives a damn about songs anymore

You had everything you needed to get it all right

You said you're gonna get rich if it takes all night

Should I go to Texas or Tennessee

Or lock myself in Tulsa and throw away the key